"Ahm ... we're going straight to Tristan's house. His grandfather came from the province, so I was also invited to have dinner with them. Is it okay if I just call you a taxi?"

I smiled at him.

"Yeah it's okay."

She pouted. "You sure?"

"Yeah."

"Really sorry."

"Gaga, it's okay." she smiled at me and so as I.

"Let's go." We were about to leave so that Jessi's taxi could park me when Homer called us.

"Where are you?" he asked.

"I'll just take Abigail in a taxi. We can't take her because we'll go straight to Tristan's house." Jessi replied.

"Ha? Why are you still calling a taxi?...